As far as I’m concerned we’ve had a great winter, with above-average temperatures and not much snow. No matter what the weather’s been like, though, some things about the season can’t be changed, like the length of the day. At its shortest, things are dark when I wake up, and dark when we’re sitting down to dinner.
The nice thing about the seasons, though, is that they change. This morning when my alarm went off at 6:30 I was DELIGHTED that it was bright enough to see in the room without turning on a light. That’s the first time it’s happened since last fall. Knowing that the longer days mean warmer weather is coming soon was enough to put me in a great mood. Instead of moving through my morning activities slowly, I finished them with time to spare, and got extra things done before I had to leave.
When I got in the car to go to work, I chose an up-tempo CD to listen to--not because I needed to motivate myself to start the day, but because it felt good to sing along to the music. Loudly. And with feeling. I got off the highway and waited for the green light at the bottom of the exit ramp still bopping away. When I looked over at the car to the right of me, the driver was smiling at me. Whoops! I just smiled back, and didn't let it bother me.
The days may be getting longer, but I know I'll still have to turn on the kitchen light when it's time to eat dinner tonight. Soon, though, the day will be long enough that will be able to go by the wayside. I can't wait.